bookpower Chapter 231
Chapter 231
Upon hearing what Alex just said.
Ethan froze for a moment, her words catching him off guard. She knows? he thought, his mind racing to piece together how she could have figured it out. But he quickly masked his surprise, leaning back in his chair with a composed expression.
"Which day?" he asked, his voice calm yet deliberately unsettling. He let a fraction of his aura seep into the room, its weight pressing down like an invisible force.
Most people would've faltered under it, but she didn't even flinch.
Her confident smile remained as she stepped closer.
"Ethan," she said, her tone playful but with an underlying certainty, "you don't have to pretend. That day... I touched your hand. I even fell on you. Your presence, your energy—it was unmistakable. I could easily tell you were the man behind the mask."
At that moment Ethan's gaze locked on her, unreadable yet calculating. He wasn't sure how to respond. Her boldness was unnerving, and the certainty in her voice left little room for doubt.
'How much does she really know?' he wondered, his thoughts spinning even as his exterior remained stoic. For the first time in a long while, Ethan found himself at a loss for words.
Seeing Ethan silent, she leaned in, her tone low but teasing.
"Don't worry," she whispered, her fingers brushing the edge of his desk. "Your secret's safe with me. But..." She tilted her head, her gaze locking onto his. "I wouldn't mind if we replayed that night."
Hearing what she just said.
Ethan felt his pulse quicken for a brief moment. Her words hung in the air, deliberate and disarming. She's too good at this, he thought. Her charm was potent, her confidence unwavering. But Ethan had trained himself to resist far more dangerous traps than this.
He straightened, his expression shifting from passive to sharp. "You're bold," he said, his voice carrying a subtle weight.
"But don't mistake silence for agreement."
He stepped away from the desk, putting space between them.
"You might think you know everything, but there's a lot you're blind to."
However her smirk wavered slightly. "Oh? And what might that be?"
At that moment Alex eyebrows shot up, her expression a mix of disbelief and intrigue.
"So this isn't even his true appearance?"
she thought, her mind racing. The realization sent a chill down her spine. If this wasn't the godly investor's real face, what was? What did he truly look like beneath all the layers of secrecy?
At that moment She opened her mouth as if to ask but quickly thought better of it.
' No, don't push your luck, she told herself.'
The tension in the room was still thick, and one wrong word might unravel the fragile balance.
Ethan moved calmly back to his chair, the sound of it creaking slightly as he sat. His eyes were cold and calculating as they locked onto hers. "There are many things you don't know about this world," he said, his tone low and deliberate. "And trust me, you're better off keeping it that way."
Immediately She swallowed hard, her lips pressing together as his words sank in.
"Mind your business," Ethan added, his gaze unwavering. "And stay far away from things you can't control."
The finality in his tone left no room for argument.
Alex tried to steady her trembling hands as she slowly sat down on the edge of the desk. Her mind raced, but she forced a coy smile onto her face, masking the fear still gripping her.
"The fact that you didn't hurt me," she began, her voice soft but shaking slightly, "must mean you have a thing for me, right? For you to trust me enough to show your secret... you must feel something."
She paused, her heart hammering in her chest, each beat a loud reminder of her vulnerability.
"How about," she said, her voice faltering, "we play that scene again?"
Her words hung in the air, and for a moment, there was silence. She could feel the weight of Ethan's gaze, his expression unreadable as he slowly rose from his chair. Her pulse quickened as he walked toward her, each step deliberate and unnervingly calm. Her breath caught when he stopped just inches away, towering over her.
At that moment he leaned in slightly, his voice low and piercing. "You truly are a good actress," he said, his lips curling into a faint, almost amused smile.
She blinked, caught off guard, as he added, "I can hear your heartbeat."